Songs with rhymes of fables

Relaxing popping labels
Promise land no fables

Elles se fondent dans tes sables
Et se perdent dans tes fables

Now rock, shocking the mike of the many times, times the times tables
Rock well to tell the spell all of the old fables

Well they meet us on the ruined a fables
As we drink ourselves right under the tables

I'm the mystery of what's inside the speaker cables
I'm Nina Simone in the park, and Harlem in the dark
I'm the musical to the project fables

And managed to turn the tables
And all your honest words they turn to fables

I heard the rumors and the fables
Remove them like tumors on the tables

The genius next door was busing tables
Wiping clean the ketchup bottle labels
Getting high and mumbling German fables

What have ye got, but the singing in the cables?
Oh, what have ye got, but the ringing in your ears?
Aye, what have ye got, but the telling of the fables?

I've looked under tables
I've tried to find the key
To fifty million fables

Me and Jam Master had the battle of the big cables
Before the Serratos, real vinyls, real tables
Skills was the motto, no hype, no fables

Now for these labels tellin' fables
Makin' the fucked-up deals under the tables

Got resistance, from these labels
Too persistent, for their fables

I've looked under tables
I try to find the key
To fifty million fables

Bobbie's nights are empty tables
Hold her 'til she's made to leave
Bobbie's dreams are empty fables

We'd often sit at separate tables
We'd share the same bed every night
Forget the morals and the fables

But it's the anthem to turn back the tables, fables
Wack emcees working for labels

Karma 'pon di ones and twos yes it turn the tables
Had enough a you with your parable and fables

I've been hiding under tables
Drowning in the fables